Emerald was just a young girl when she had first heard about the Fraction System.
The concept of Numerators and Denominators never really stood out for the young girl, the information surrounding the topic whizzing over her head when her parents tried to teach her about it. And while she learned that Numerators were like the best heroes of the Empire, Denominators were apparently the worst people to ever grace the Empire.Some family members talked about rumors regarding the 'Dirt Eaters' as they called it. They were the scum of the earth, they said, and that they were too selfish and lazy that they allowed their previous Emperor and war hero to die due to not making his armor and weapons as strong as they should've been. As a child, she never paid too much attention to these things; content in living a modest life learning how to read and write in preparation for taking over the family business.Unfortunately, on the day of her sixteenth birthday,It has probably been a week since we escaped from our precarious position. Leaving the bodies of our fallen enemies behind us, we, as a group, pressed forward towards the nearest Decimal station situated near the exit of the Furnace. Miraculously, I was correct in saying that the army we slaughtered was practically the main brunt of the workforce stationed here. So, once we managed to set ourselves up across the rest of the Furnace, we essentially had the whole place to ourselves.The whole industrial might of an Imperial Furnace. Now that was something that was scary to think about if you're trying to put down a rebellion. I knew for a fact that It's been far too long since we commandeered the place. The Empire should be mobilizing right about now, probably just waiting for the go signal before swarming in through those gigantic wooden doors separating us from the outside world. Not that we were complace
"Sis!"Olivia's jarring call for my attention shook me out of my reverie. I didn't remember why, but I feel like I was forgetting something again. it wouldn't be the first-"Crimson!" "Crimson!" "Crimson!"-time...My eyes widened as I realized just what was happening. I was standing in front of over five hundred of my fellow Denominators, all holding their own rifle in their arms as they all laid their eyes on my conscious form. W-what was I doing?*We will make it out of here alive.*That voice... Backus... It sounded... amplified?*Crimson has a plan to get us out of here!*Another one, this time sounding like... Olivia? What was happening?*It won't be the first time
After a few minutes of awkwardly walking like I had a cucumber stuck in between my legs, Olivia and I finally found ourselves in front of one of the two gigantic doors leading outside the Furnace. Behind us, a ragtag group of over five-hundred-strong Denominators assumed their positions and waited for my next orders."Give me a sit-rep.""All five hundred and thirty-six Denominators are ready and awaiting your plans, young Crimson," Backus calmly replied. "The guards weren't able to see beyond these doors, but they said that the noise sounded as if there were a considerable number of enemies present on the other side."Welp... That had bad news written all over the place.I nodded at the relatively old information relayed to me by the elder. Not that I didn't appreciate it, but we already knew what laid behind the other
I didn't even know if from which side of the battle started the carnage."CHARGE!"With but a single word, I felt our forces start colliding against each other. Metal and shrapnel pinged off the metal armors as our slapped-together units did their jobs as intended. Granted, the Decimals this time had shields with them, but our rifles were still capable of punching through them easy-peasy. The lethality might be reduced, but judging from the sounds of slaughter coming from below, I'd hazard a guess that they're still effective enough to be the trump cards for this battle.*BANG! BANG! PING!*But enough about that. I want to kill the fucker that killed the only pair of parents that I truly loved!"Sis?!"I didn't even hear my sister call out to me as I willed my legs forward; tunnel vision forming in my peripherals as I hacked and slashed my way towards my target. Shields were ineffectual if you knew what you were doing
Shit!*CRACK!*Dodging to my left, I felt my sweat drip as my previous position suddenly turned into glowing hot glass from the heat of the electricity. Like that night, ozone started permeating the air as I frantically looked for where the bastard might strike next. I knew that he can turn into lightning somehow... Maybe he was above me? Dividends were assassins after all- My nose perked up at the smell...Stop... Ozone...Behind me!*KRAKATHOOM!*A flash of of lightning casted a shadow in front of me as I quickly moved my arm-*CLANG!*"Ngggghhh!!"My right arm barely made it to block as remnants of the Prime's electricity traveled from his dagger all the way up to my shoulde
I grunted in pain for every second that I continued to fall down the stone stairwell. I knew that my sanity couldn't take much more pain than this, but I had to keep going unless I wanted to die like a piece of KFC chicken on a Sunday afternoon. Besides, I still had enough spite left in me to help me chug along through this fucking pain.Thank God I actually managed to convert from using despair as an energy source to spite during my last few years of existence in the old world."Nggghhh..."I felt my teeth clatter as my bones vibrated with each collision that my body made with the cold, hard stone. It sucked, but every stair step that rocked me and borderline gave me a concussion, the closer I got to retrieving my katana. And possibly, another shot at trying to save my overextending ass from certain death."I think I can see now why Sister chose you," the Prime commented from a ways above my body. "You're pretty driven for such a hopeless
Shit! Me and my big mouth!*CRACK!*I shielded my eyes as a streak of lightning flashed dangerously close to my face, visibly grazing my fringes as I limboed under the noticeably thicker bolt of blue lightning than before. I didn't even know that lightning can get fatter if you added more energy into it!"Mother said that I was the best! So Sister is automatically inferior!"*CRACK! CRACK!*Two more bolts of lightning erupted from the golden boy's dagger.Oh fuck!I managed to dodge the first bolt of lightning-Shit!*ZZZZZAAAPPP!*"AARRARARGHGH!!"My body shook in unbridled pain as I failed to get out of the way of the second bolt, my katana visibly drinking in the full brunt of the electric shock. The blade crackled with energy as I tried desperately to stay upright despite the pain."That's what you get! Nobody messes with me!"I don't car
It came as no surprise to me when I realized that I was gay. Well, technically lesbian, but semantics can go either way."That bitch! Spitting on our Mother's teachings even now!"I was probably fourteen when I realized that I constantly kept ogling my best friend and my other classmates when we changed clothes for P.E. class. Granted, no one knew that back then, but it was still a secret shame that I hold on to till today."You heretic! Not only are you a Dirt Eater, but you're a blasphemer as well!" the homophobic Prime screamed at the top of his boyish lungs. "You tainted my lazy Sister with your blasphemic ways!"I fought the urge to scoff at the inane accusation. On top of 'blasphemic' not even being a proper word, I wasn't even the one that initiated contact with the blue-bitch. She was the true blasphemer, not me since I never even had the chance to find a fellow lesbian in this world ever since I got here.Not to mention